Mr. John Lee knew about your family
You came when I was lonesome
In the fairest of the spring
But I did not care for your wedding ring
But I did care for Marie
Farewell, my sweet
Bowled you off and took me
How my hair was a raven
And my eyes were shining bright
But I did not love you quite as well
As your darling loving wife
But every time that you see
Your Velveteen Rose
Then think of how you once called me
Your Velveteen Rose
Mr. John Lee
'Twas an act that you told me
The burning thoughts you harboured me
The sheriff found your sweet Marie
Floating by the river weeds
In the fields of green
But every time that you see
Your Velveteen Rose
Then think of how you once called me
Your Velveteen Rose
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